Fox Demon: This is the Guardian Blade

The underworld, Fengdu.

The majestic Fengdu Hall was paved with white-gray dead bones, and huge pillars made of human heads stood in various places in the hall.

It's cold, weird, and frightening.

In the main hall, after passing through the guard posts of various underworlds, one can directly reach the throne of the Lord of Fengdu, where a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance sits.

The man was wearing a black robe and a veiled hat, and his dignified face showed no emotion.

His long black hair was tied up and covered by the golden beaded hat on his head. This outfit was similar to the emperor Chen Xun had in mind.

At this moment, the man's eyes were tightly closed, one hand supported his head, the other hand casually rested on the armrest of the chair, his body leaned back on the dragon chair with his eyes closed and took a rest.

If you walk in from the palace gate and look from afar, it looks like a majestic king who has fallen asleep exhausted from his work, leaning on the dragon throne.

"Report! Emperor Feng, His Highness has brought a group of strangers to the palace gates, requesting an audience..."

A ghost messenger who was specifically responsible for reporting news walked in quickly in full view of everyone and knelt on one knee not far from Fenghuang.

Upon hearing this news, all the officials in the palace were visibly stunned.

stranger?

How can the living enter the underworld?

Or was it brought by His Highness Fengquan? !

However, these officials were surprised and did not dare to discuss in the hall. Their eyes all fell on one place, where Feng Huang was sitting on the dragon throne.

As long as Fenghuang didn't speak, they didn't dare to talk rashly.

And I don’t know what happened to Fenghuang recently, his temperament suddenly changed drastically.

Their style of doing things became brutal. If they made Fenghuang unhappy, he would kill an official if they had a disagreement.

The officials dare not be the first to act now. If one of them accidentally offends Fenghuang, he may die without knowing how.

If the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen were not still there, they would have thought that the King of Hell had been secretly replaced.

Below the stage, the ghost messenger who had delivered the news saw that Feng Huang had not moved at all. His legs were almost numb from kneeling, and he did not dare to stand up at will. He could only continue to move without saying a word.

I don’t know how long it took.

Feng Huang on the dragon throne finally responded, slowly opened his eyes, and his dark pupils casually glanced at the ghost messenger who was kneeling trembling in the center below.

There are no words.

But at this moment, the ghost messenger who reported the news felt extremely pressured. Being stared at by such cold eyes, he felt as if his whole body was wrapped by a cold and poisonous snake.

A chilling aura emanated from Fenghuang's eyes. The ghost messenger who reported the news was frightened by the aura and could not move, and his brain instantly gave up thinking.

"Shut up~!" Feng Huang's faint but majestic voice reached the ears of everyone in the hall. Although the voice was flat, all the officials heard the murderous intent in Feng Huang's tone.

"No...no, I know I was wrong, Emperor Feng...ah...ah!"

The ghost messenger who brought the news looked up in astonishment, unable to believe why Fenghuang, who was usually quite gentle, suddenly became so inexplicably cruel during this period of time.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but unfortunately Feng Huang did not give him the chance to continue speaking.

"You disturbed me..."

It seemed that because of this little thing, Feng Huang looked down indifferently at the ghost messenger below who was reporting the news, raised his hand and pointed.

In an instant, countless dark auras surged out from behind him and swept towards the direction of his finger.

The officers on both sides were very close to each other. They could clearly sense the decay and death aura emitted by the black air, and subconsciously took a step back, trying not to avoid it for fear of being contaminated.

The black gas spread out in front of the ghost messenger who brought the news, wrapping his entire body. As the black gas covered the surface, a liquid-like flow surged.

The ghost messenger who brought the news didn't even have time to scream before he was completely swallowed up by the black air.

"It tastes good... You old thing never knew how to appreciate it before... What a waste..."

On the dragon throne, Feng Huang muttered to himself after swallowing the ghost messenger who brought the news. A hint of hidden joy flashed across his face, but then he quickly concealed this emotion.

No one noticed Feng Huang's expression because their attention was drawn to the dead ghost messenger.

The black gas dissipated, and the ghost messenger who brought the news disappeared without a trace, as if he had never existed in this world. A great demon king died so hastily.

He died at the hands of Fenghuang, who was always known for his gentleness. This scene made all the officials present sigh, but they were helpless.

There was no way, no matter what Feng Huang did... he was still the emperor of their underworld... an existence they could not resist.

If His Highness were here... I believe the Emperor of Feng would be much more restrained, right?

It was also during this period that Fenghuang's temperament changed drastically, and Your Highness had many conflicts with Fenghuang...but Fenghuang just didn't attack Your Highness.

Therefore, His Highness became the life-saving talisman for these officials. As long as His Highness was there, they would no longer be so afraid when facing the King of Hell.

"Ah~... By the way... My son is back too. I guess he has already invited those guests over..."

After Feng Huang came to his senses, he smiled and looked at the figures at the entrance of the palace.

Walk into the hall.

Feng Quan's face looked very unhappy, and his already ugly and world-weary face looked even gloomier. He saw clearly the scene where the ghost messenger who brought the news was swallowed by his father.

The three people behind him could also see clearly: Chen Xun, Zhou Wu and Yu Huasheng.

"Father, what's wrong with you lately? This is not like you before..." Feng Quan's voice was full of obvious questioning. Yes, he just wanted to take advantage of today to have a good talk with his father.

What on earth happened to make him, who was usually gentle, become so cruel?

My father wasn’t like this before…

Somehow, Fengquan looked at Fenghuang retracting the black energy in his body with undisguised disgust in his eyes.

What is this power? It feels so disgusting! Why haven't I seen my father use it before?

Fengquan thought.

"Have you brought the person?" Fenghuang ignored Fengquan's question and looked directly at Chen Xun who was following behind Fengquan.

Looking at Chen Xun who was dressed in ordinary clothes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly and his eyes flashed with unknown meanings.

Chen Xun felt uncomfortable when Feng Huang looked at him. The other party's eyes seemed to be mocking and joking, as if the other party knew him?

And there’s something wrong with this old guy!

The way he looked at him was like looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, with murderous intent in his eyes, so Chen Xun felt uncomfortable.

“Yu Huasheng, if the situation is urgent, take Zhou Wu out first to avoid distraction. Come back after settling him down.

There's something wrong with this Lord of the Underworld; he has a nasty smell."

Chen Xun used his spiritual sense to communicate with Yu Huasheng and explained the next arrangements in advance to avoid any trouble.

The treasure of the underworld is the purpose of his coming to the underworld this time.

"Got it!" Yu Huasheng nodded impassively and quietly retreated to Zhou Wu's side.

At this time, Chen Xun walked up to Feng Quan, glanced at him and said, "It seems that your father asked you to invite us here for ulterior motives."

"What do you mean?" Feng Quan raised his eyebrows and asked after hearing this.

"You don't know? Oh...that's right...maybe you are also kept in the dark." Chen Xun smiled and shook his head, leaving Fengquan confused.

He understood that Chen Xun was saying that his father had ulterior motives in inviting them over.

"Don't you think your father has changed a lot recently?"

Chen Xun glanced at the arrogant Fenghuang sitting on the dragon throne, and after the hidden golden light in his eyes disappeared, he asked with a smile.

Fengquan: “…”

Indeed, what Chen Xun said was right, he also discovered this.

He didn't know why his father became like this, as if he had become a different person, and he felt a little strange about him.

"I don't know...Father wasn't like this before..."

Fengquan muttered to himself.

Chen Xun ignored Feng Quan who was still daydreaming on his own. The two had only known each other for a short while, and in terms of status, he was not one of his own.

Who knows if Fengquan will hit them from behind.

Chen Xun looked straight up at Feng Huang, who was not far from him. Their eyes met and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Of course, there was also a hidden murderous intent in the eyes of both of them.

They didn't say anything, because just a glance was enough for them to understand.

Feng Huang was a little surprised, and Chen Xun could see that.

Chen Xun was also surprised, because this guy was not the real master of the underworld, but...

"Aliens...!" Chen Xun snorted lightly, his eyes gradually becoming cold.

"Someone come here! Capture all those strangers! If they resist, they will all be killed." Seeing that his identity was exposed, Fenghuang (an alien) no longer hid himself.

There was murderous intent in his eyes. He slapped the armrest, looked at Chen Xun coldly, and then gave orders to the ghost officials below!

"It seems that this is what your father calls the way of hospitality. It's quite novel and exciting, but I don't like it very much." Chen Xun said this, but he had already taken out his weapon.

"What? Are you going to sit quietly and watch, or are you going to arrest me as your father said?"

Holding Chen Xun, whom he had just met, in his hand, he wanted to see what Fengquan would choose.

If he wanted to capture him like those ghost officials, he would not show mercy, but if he chose to stay and watch quietly, he would not make things difficult for him.

"Why are you all standing there? Don't my words have any effect? ​​Fengquan, if you still recognize me as your father, then show some sincerity..." Fenghuang said the last sentence specifically to the hesitant Fengquan below, as if threatening Fengquan.

If he didn't take action, he would be arrested by all the officials, and he wouldn't care if anything happened in the process.

Cold-blooded and ruthless, this is not like his father at all. Feng Quan couldn't help but think of what Chen Xun said not long ago!

Don’t you think your father has changed a lot?

What does this sentence mean? Isn’t father a father?

Who could it be then, who could catch everyone's eyes?

So much so that even as his biological son, he didn't feel it and didn't even think about it that way.

His father's powerful strength did not allow him to have such thoughts. If it really wasn't his father, then the guy who replaced his father... must be incredibly powerful.

"Father...you have changed. You are not him...who are you?" After figuring it out, Feng Quan swept his stern eyes over the figure sitting on the dragon throne.

At this moment, he had never felt his father's figure so strange.

"All officers, listen up! Stop! Without my permission, you are not allowed to come near to arrest the guests!" Feng Quan's voice reached the ears of every ghost messenger. They stopped their actions as soon as they were about to take action. They looked at each other, and were caught in a dilemma.